Charulata Panigrahi

#NaPoWriMo2022 #ArtoonsinnPoetryParlour #Day23 Maa. In ecstacy Maa In tension Maa In sucsess Maa In failure Maa In problem Maa maa I am sure, When I leave this mortal world On my lips, Maa will be the last word.

#NaPoWriMo2022 #ArtoonsinnPoetrypParlour #Day24 The house maker. Judaad is an instict,Its with everyone Using it properly Are the smart ones. Being a wife mother And in charge of Running a home I keep my fridge Full with all the essentials. Whenever

#NaPoWriMo2022 #ArtoonsinnPoetryParlour #Day25 Reverdie. Woolens discarded And there is golden sushine. Ah the chirping of birds And the song of the cuckoo, Greenery found everywhere Flowers in abundance And butterflies flying It’s certain the king of seasons, Spring has arrived.

#NaPoWriMo2022 #ArtoonsinnPoetryParlour #Day26. Me time. My me time ,my doice far niente Which I get in profuse nowadays At a certain time in life All requirements fulfilled You start enjoying Since morning tea to evening. The roaming in the garden

#NaPoWriMo2022 #ArtoonsinnPoetryParlour #Day27 Que sera sera. They say the bold achieve I have been bold Have I got all the things? Que sera sera Yet I am not at all sorry. Expectatios are always there Without them life will be

#NaPoWriMo2022 #ArtoonsinnPoetryParlour #Day25 Reverdie. Woolens discarded And there is golden sushine. Ah the chirping of birds And the song of the cuckoo, Greenery found everywhere Flowers in abundance And butterflies flying It’s certain the king of seasons, Spring has arrived.

#NaPoWriMo2022 #ArtoonsinnPoetryParlour # Day29 Question and questions. Child,s inquisitiveness Why the sky is blue Who made the moon How big is the sun Youths excitement When will I graduate How to get a job And settle in life Old-age reminiscence

#poetrywednesdaysainn #week14 Garam Masala The spice blends make garam masala The flavor and aroma attracts all the heart of lndian dishes loved by one and all Blending love and discipline a happy family is born. Adding to it caring and

#poetrywednesdaysainn #week15 The decoration with birds and feathers Symbolic of the housemaker’s mental ardour She must be feeling free as a bird And spreading good vives like the Pecock feathers.

#poetrywednesdaysainn Laxmi looked forward to the visit of the bangle seller, She loved his dazzling bangles to wear. On her wedding she had worn those, And got widowed within a year. It broke the heart of the aged seller He